This is a song about "Left"

I left for one summer,

Say bye bye to her

Half your body laying on my chest

Take the exit, the nearest left

Look this the joint that could get me the spins

Contending factions, left with descending passions.

She knows you masturbate left handed

The real muscle in the message of that

So with your mind left exploded

Or let the mob handle that

Never gotta wonder you're right, i left

I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

And i'm left for the corrections,

Hold my tears i tried my best

I'm still confused about why you left